I got your letter baby the one that saidYou been loving me too long maybe we should kick it in the headRight onWell I guess you've really got some kind of way with wordsMaybe you could be a writerYou could do worse'cause when I saw you I just knewI always would belong to youGoodbye baby, well you'll never see my smiling faceSweetheart, sweet janeGuess you'll find some other killing to take my placeHa ha, all rightI want my photographs back and my barcelinoKeep the cartier babe I wouldn't give you the time of dayBorn a lady to the last perfumed stationeryDoes it make you feel good to make me feel ordinary?'cause when I saw you I just knewI always would belong to youGoodbye baby, well you'll never see my smiling faceSweetheart, my complete heart'sTrashed and bleeding with the sordid details in my suitcaseRight on